Sunshine Girl
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renmaisley
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A poem about the sunshine girl based off the anime movie Weathering With You

Sunshine Girl

Her faith is something to be envied,

Her faith is something to be envied, but her purity dispels all the murky green

Her faith is something to be envied, but her purity dispels all the murky green backwards glances that only few would

Her faith is something to be envied, but her purity dispels all the murky green backwards glances that only few would even consider upon meeting her only once.

Darks become lights when she wrings her hands;

Darks become lights when she wrings her hands; chin nearing collar and eyes pressed shut,

Darks become lights when she wrings her hands; chin nearing collar and eyes pressed shut, with dark lashes fluttering-- from focus and gusts.

When the sky-blue eyes grace the crowd again,

When the sky-blue eyes grace the crowd again, they behold a long-awaited joy tinged with yellow;

When the sky-blue eyes grace the crowd again, they behold a long-awaited joy tinged with yellow; sounds of wonder are carried by the gusts

When the sky-blue eyes grace the crowd again, they behold a long-awaited joy tinged with yellow; sounds of wonder are carried by the gusts responsible for shifting the gray storm clouds.

"Light at long last!" the people cry out, if not into the air,

"Light at long last!" the people cry out, if not into the air, then inside their hearts. The sun replies in spades,

"Light at long last!" the people cry out, if not into the air, then inside their hearts. The sun replies in spades, stretching the farthest it can and warming with no

"Light at long last!" the people cry out, if not into the air, then inside their hearts. The sun replies in spades, stretching the farthest it can and warming with no reservations. Everyone searches for a semblance

"Light at long last!" the people cry out, if not into the air, then inside their hearts. The sun replies in spades, stretching the farthest it can and warming with no reservations. Everyone searches for a semblance of reason behind this delightful affair-- and find none at all.

They press money into the girl's soft hands

They press money into the girl's soft hands out of gratitude and for good measure,

They press money into the girl's soft hands out of gratitude and for good measure, as it wouldn't sit right with the gods

They press money into the girl's soft hands out of gratitude and for good measure, as it wouldn't sit right with the gods if the girl's gift was exploited.

She stows the money away in her little sun-bleached purse

She stows the money away in her little sun-bleached purse and waves goodbye as the rays begin to fade one by one.

She stows the money away in her little sun-bleached purse and waves goodbye as the rays begin to fade one by one. The brightened customers watch the raindrops return

She stows the money away in her little sun-bleached purse and waves goodbye as the rays begin to fade one by one. The brightened customers watch the raindrops return with zeal and envelop the city once again-- even the girl.

The sunshine girl.

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